#Space Dad/Uncle Han

[bookishbrigitta]

If you were curious about where my recent Might-as-well Monday and WIP Wednesday posts were going...

Only a select few frequencies were allowed to bypass the ‘do not disturb’ setting and only in truly urgent circumstances. She stumbled out of bed and answered in a panicked haze. It wasn’t until she had picked up and began to hear the caller that she even registered who it was.

“Lumpy?”

The one where our favorite heroes get the “I’m at a party, and I’m too drunk to drive home and too scared to tell my parents” phone call from their nephew Lumpawarrump.

[markrbit]

𝙨𝙠𝙯 𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨 ☆ (𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘯𝘢𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦) ☆

song recommendation: ‘my universe’ (seungmin & i.n) (feat. changbin) ♪

an; omg! thank you all so much for the support on the hyung line ones !! now, prepare for the cutie maknae line <3

📂; bolds are a summary, use of pet names (sprout, sugar, puppy, peach), use of the word dada (x1), a bit of crack in seungmins, pure fluff other than that, barking at people T-T, thats all i can think of. 

𝙟𝙞𝙣𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙮𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜

< 🐿️ > HAN;

CHAOS DAD

definitely makes pillow forts and has pillow fights.

‘good night sprout, i love you so much!’ 

movie night sundays :(

sits the kid on his lap and cradles them, all while watching a silly cartoon movie that both of them enjoy, probably the lego movie or something.

his child would be the brightest light of his life, enough said

constantly talks about them, nothing but praise, just thinks they are perfect in all ways.

writes every single song about them, just finds one thing to compare in every lyric.

lullaby king.

sings them to sleep every night, and will stay at their side until they fall asleep.

he always, ALWAYS, tries to see himself in the kiddo, whether it be through looks or personality, it finds comfort knowing he put effort into raising a fragile human life. 

< 🐥 > FELIX;

thinking about this makes me SO SAD.

baking cookies together :(

‘you alright sugar? good, make sure you don’t spill the milk ok? be careful.’

his mini assistant in pouring, measuring and every step in the process.

if his child had freckles, he would make sure to count them, making a note of each one as they fall asleep in his arms.

if felix is sunshine, his child is a brighter ray of sunshine.

always speaks highly of his child, nothing but endless praise, as he loves them for who they are nonetheless, and it can turn into rambles, but that’s just how much he loves them.

GIRL SCOUT DAD (if he had a daughter).

the best field trip chaperone ever, gets immersed in the experience and makes it all the better.

plays video games with the kiddo in his lap, teaching them the controls and holding their hands to play with the controller. 

<🐶> SEUNGMIN;

the type of dad to affectionally call his kid, ‘dog’ or ‘puppy.’

‘aw yeah, i think this puppy here is ready for their nap.’

loves to play with the kids toys, like make the whole experience better for them.

‘playing pretend’ >>>> especially with seungmin.

similar to felix in the sense of a girl scout dad.

goes adventuring outside in the backyard, playing in the plants and whatnot.

after they get inside, bath-time! the lord of giving bubble baths. 

teaches his kiddo to bark at people, at first it was a joke until it got out of hand. 

‘see uncle jisung? yeah, bark at him.’ T-T

his kid would always try and run and hide from him, as if they were always playing, which makes them a handful in public spaces. 

but he plays it cool, the hide and seek king he is.

<🦊> JEONGIN;

HE’S SO CUTE AND TINY AUHFDBID

he randomly buys things because, ‘oh, this looks like them!’ and it’s literally like a plushie.

most caring dad ever.

king of playdates, he has a whole color coordinated calendar of events dedicated to his kiddo, along with sticky notes of drawings they made.

scent king, he wants his baby to smell good. 

fresh baby, lavender lotion, or the really good smelling lotion.

this whole scenario makes me have butterflies in my tummy :(

TUMMY KISSES 

he holds them up and just tickles them with silly little kisses to their tummy, and laughs along with them.

and then they fall asleep together, the sweet smells wafting together as they doze off. 

‘goodnight my peach, dada loves you.’

[jessicaloons]

Chapter 1:

Just to learn that my dreams aren’t rare…

Masterlist - Next

May 2003

It was a sunny day, when my parents decided to pack us all up and go to Stuttgart visiting the fun fair "Cannstatter Wasen". My sister Sissy right in front of us with our cousin, my brother Marcus far ahead with his friend and then there was me, glued to my Mum as she was chatting away with my aunt. Dad and my uncle behind. I was looking around at all the rides and couldn’t decide what to ride first, but Mum wouldn’t let me ride anything at all, all to dangerous as I was to small, she kept saying and my mood went downhill. We reached an outer part of the fair with less to non people around and space to breathe. There was only one ride in front of us: a karting track. I saw it first and tugged at my Mums hand.

"Mama! Look! Can I drive a go-kart?" I nearly screamed.

My brother, alarmed by my scream, saw the karting track and was gone within seconds with his friend, my dad and uncle close behind, my sister and our cousin not really interested sat down at a nearby bench. I asked my Mum again but she just shook her head no.

"Little one you’re too small and too young and go-karting is far too dangerous!" she said and I huffed.

"Whatever." I mumbled.

I was watching my brother and his friend together with Dad and my uncle going fast around in circles and I was jealous. I started crying and kept on asking my Mum why I couldn’t drive, until the owner of the karting track heard me. He walked to us and said that next to the big karting track is a smaller one for kids, if I want to go there but mum refused again.

"Isn’t she a bit to small for that?" she said.

The owner shook his head and laughed.

"I had smaller kids driving a kart, if you change your mind come and find me!" he explained and left. I was determined to change her mind as soon as my Dad came back. He scooped me up and asked me what’s wrong, the bad mood clearly written all over my face, I told him that I wanted to drive a go-kart as well, but Mum refused.

"There is a little track for kids like me, Paps!" I explained and he chuckled then, sat me down on the ground, grabbing my hand and we went to the owner.

I didn’t even listen to the conversation, I was just so excited to drive a go-kart that I nearly jumped up and down. The owner of the track, Hans, explained me how to drive, the go-kart, what pedal is for what and after a short briefing I was good to go. Helmet on my head, cloves on my hands, big smile on my face and off I went. I wasn’t really concentrating on the driving, it all felt so natural and not long after 3 or 4 laps to test it out, I was pushing the throttle through, just to get faster and faster with each lap, my Dad, my brother and my uncle they all were cheering. My Mum and my aunt didn’t like it and walked to the two other girls and set down. I loved it, the speed, the constant hunger to go even faster, it felt amazing. After some more laps I finally stopped the kart and jumped out of it, giggling, smiling and jumping around. I never felt that great before, not even when I scored my first goal in football. Hans went to my Dad, and asked him where we were living.

"In Ludwigsburg." he answered.

"I have a karting track in Waiblingen, with a little driver academy, you really should come with her! She’s really talented!" said Hans and gave me a high five and I was smiling from ear to ear.

"Yeah, well we’ll see…" Dad laughed and we said our goodbyes to Hans.

The rest of the day went by quickly and my dad struggled to put me to bed that evening. I couldn’t stop babbling about the feeling of driving a kart.

"I really hope we go to Hans soon!" I said and my Dad chuckled lightly before kissing my forehead.

"Sleep now, little owl!" he whispered and left.

I didn’t hear the discussion between my parents.

"I never saw her smiling like that when she’s playing football, almost broke my heart that her biggest passion isn’t football anymore!" Dad said and looked at my Mum.

"She’s not going to start with it! You know how expensive that is? It’s not just some shin pads every other month, or a new pair of shoes! Jürgen, she’ll need a helmet, gloves, a race suit, protection gear a freaking go-kart!" Mum finished and left the living room. My Dad knew that she was right, but that didn’t mean that he had to like it.

The next two weeks went by quickly, and I asked my Dad every single day when we can go karting again, most of the time he wasn’t even through the door. His reply was always the same.

"I’ll have to check."

On our way to my football practice I had enough and I just started crying out of anger.

"You always say you have to check, but you never check! I just wanna go karting, Papa! It’s so much cooler than football!" I whined and Dad looked at me through the rear view mirror, he saw how much karting had captivated me and sighed.

"We’re going on Saturday, but you can’t tell your mum! She will kill us!" he said and I smiled at him with big eyes.

Hans smiled when he saw us.

"It’s so good to see you guys! I told my friend about you, Lizzie, and he really wants to see you driving!" Hans said as he crotched down in front of me, that his friend was Frank Jost, a former, Formula One driver and talent scout for a F1 Junior Team wasn’t mentioned. When Hans introduced us to Frank, my Dad looked at him for a moment.

"Do I know you from somewhere? You look familiar?" he asked but Frank just laughed and said that he doesn’t think so, but he hears that quite often.

"I guess I have one of these faces…" he laughed "So, I heard from Hans we’re having a potential talent amongst us?"

"Well, Hans said she was driving well when we were on the go-kart track at the Wasen and she really loved it… so yeah." Dad said with a proud smile on his face.

"Then let’s see, what the young lady has in store." Frank stretched his hand out and I took it and followed him. I didn’t know that he was scouting me, I just wanted to go back into a go-kart and drive fast as hell. There were other kids on the track, but I didn’t care about them, I passed through them like nothing and after 20 minutes of Frank watching my every move, checking my lap times, he walked up to my Dad.

"Your daughter is really talented. Her lap times are an average of 0.3 seconds faster as of any of the other kids today. But they all are driving in our academy, are well trained and more experienced! She should come to the track every week, two times at least, to learn everything about karting. There is so much potential in her! From that we will see how soon she can drive in races and then we’ll see how far we can go!" he finished right as I appeared next to him, beaming at him. I didn’t see the worry in my Dads face, he knew that karting was going to be really expensive and figuring out how to pay for everything would be a huge task. My parents just bought a house that my dad was renovating with his friends and my uncles whenever he had some free time, sometimes until late at night. The house was eating up a lot of money and now karting?

He sent me back on track and together with Frank I left, then he turned to Hans about the finances and he listed all the costs: the membership of the academy, the licenses, the equipment like race suit, helmet, gloves, protecting gear. And the biggest chunk, there will come a time where I should have my own kart, with a fitted seat, a set-up accustomed to my driving, the mechanics in the garage, the spare parts. It was going to be way more money then expected, but when he saw my face as I got out of the kart running towards him, he knew he had to do everything to make his little girl happy.

On our way back he told me again that this has to be a secret, mum can’t find out. And it worked out, instead to football practice Dad and I went to the kart track, instead of football tournaments on the weekend we were going to races. As a mechanic, Dad started working at the track, helping the others there so I didn’t have to pay for the membership. Hans even gifted my Dad an old and rundown kart, saying he had to repair it himself. He checked the damaged beyond repair karts outside the track, took all the parts that were still functioning and put them in my kart. I had no idea about it, using one of the academy’s test karts. When he presented me my own kart in the colours that I liked I was the happiest kid on earth. After three months of us, going twice a week to the karting-track, Mum found out what we were doing, because one of the spare parts of my kart got delivered to our home instead the track. She wasn’t happy. She and Dad had a huge fight but Dad tried to make her see how much I loved karting and how passionate I was about it. But above all how talented I was, so my Mum came with us for the next race. When she saw how much effort I put into my work, how I checked lap times, the tires, talked enthusiastically with Frank about the conditions of the track, she realised this was really my passion and I was really good at it. I wanted to proof my Mum that I was really good and gave my all, I even tried my best to overhear all the mean comments coming from some of the boys I was racing against. I was used to it by now, still it hurt. At the end I did not win the race. I ended up in P2, but Frank hugged me and told us that the boy in P1 was driving for three years already. Where I was not even driving for half a year.

„So in my book, it’s your win kid!“ Frank said and we packed up and left.

In the next weeks Mum went with me to the track instead of Dad, he was to busy with our house and work. Mum helped out where she could at the racetrack, in the restaurant, helped the younger kids with their gear, answered questions of the newer parents, just to stay busy and not to focus on what I’m doing, at the end of the day she still was scared that something would happen. Seeing how happy I was made her swallow her fears down, she could never ever take this away from me. My sister and my brother, sometimes joined my parents on the weekends for races and cheered me on, being proud of their little sister.

Out of the passion for driving, the passion of watching motor races on the television was born and shortly after I knew driving one day in Formula One was what I wanted. I said to my Dad that one day I’ll be driving in Formula One and then I’ll bring home the world championship just like Michael Schumacher did. He smiled at me and said he had no doubt that I will give my very best to achieve my goals. I asked him if he thinks I could be champion as a girl, thinking about all the boys who said as a girl I could never be as good as they were and he just nodded.

"It doesn’t matter if you’re a boy or a girl, what matters is how much effort you put into what you’re doing and I know you, you put everything in, but you always have to work hard, because somewhere might always be someone working harder than you and unfortunately, because you’re a girl they will all look down at you. You have to stand proud and show them that yes, you’re a girl, but you’re better than all of them!" Dad said and I hugged him.

“Thanks, Papa!” I said and left.

April 2006

After almost 3 years of attending races all over Germany, going up in the ranks, moving up the classifications, Frank said I was ready to start in international races throughout Europe. My first race was at a racing track in France near the German border.

Just a small race weekend, with 2 quali races on Saturday and the main race on Sunday, but I was a little nervous, I just turned 8 and a lot of the other drivers would be a bit older than me, the age range for this race was 8 to 12. We arrived early Saturday morning, exhausted and tired, but I was fully motivated and couldn’t wait for the first training sessions to start. Dad and I went to the registration desk, realising that it was a good idea from Frank to learn English the past 3 years because he said when I go international, I have to speak English and that it didn’t matter how young I was. The next languages he wanted me to learn were Italian and French, because these two languages were also pretty important in the racing world, so I started it a couple of months ago. There was a boy in front of us with his Dad and they were speaking very fast French. I tried to understand something but it was all just a blur. A second guy walked up to the registration desk saying we could come to him.

"Hi, I’m Lizzie and I’m here to register for the race." I said happily and handed him my documents. He checked them and told my Dad our box number, gave him a time table, a starting number and explained some general rules, but I wasn’t listening. I was just standing there excited, that’s when the boy approached me. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"I’m sorry, are you racing with us?" he asked with a strong French accent and I nodded "I’ve never raced against a girl, before!"

I just shrugged my shoulders.

"Oh well, that changes today!" I said and he nodded then smiled sheepishly at me.

"I’m Charles, I guess I’ll see you on track!" he answered.

"Yup, I’m in the kart passing you!" I said determined and Dad chuckled.

"I like your daughter, she’s brave!" Charles’ Dad said to mine who only nodded.

And that was the day we met the Leclerc’s.

Over the next six months I attended races in France, Belgium and Italy and at every single race I met Charles and his family accompanied by their family friends, the Gaslys. Their son, Pierre, also competing with us. Another family we met quite often were the Verstappens from the Netherlands, I never met the kid who was driving though. My Dad pointed out that the father, Jos, was a Formula One driver and was once a teammate of Michael Schumacher. So of course one day I went straight up to him and then asked for an autograph. He asked me if I was also driving and told him the next race was my race. He introduced me to his son with whom I would race. That’s when I first met Max. He just nodded and walked off.

“Don’t worry, that’s typical Max, he rarely speaks to us. He’s mostly on his own, but he is one of the best, if not the best.” Charles said, appearing besides me.

I cocked an eyebrow and looked at Charles.

“Then it’s time for Max to race the real best!” I boast.

“You mean yourself? Always humble!” he laughed.

“I meant us, idiot!” I replied and rolled my eyes “Come on, let’s get ready.”

And together we walked away.

The race was messy. It was a tough battle. Max was reckless and ruthless but Charles and I acted the same today. We were pushing us off the track all the time, clashing hard and in the end the racing director disqualified all three of us. We were sitting on a bench, all glaring at each other. Our fathers in front of us, discussing how to punish us for our reckless behaviour. Dad and Hervé tried to reason with us, saying that it’s dangerous to do what we were doing. We could not just injure ourselves but also the other drivers. Max’ Dad just said that were behaving stupid, actions like this cost us a race and like this we won’t win. I just rolled my eyes

“Yeah, yeah, we got it. It was stupid, we won’t do it again!” all 3 of us said.

But we did it again. And again.

Over the years the Leclercs and my family were getting closer and closer. Our parents becoming really good friends. My brother and sister befriending Lorenzo, Arthur and Charles easily. We were spending holidays together, accompanied by the Gaslys sometimes, in the south of France.

Charles and I became closer and closer, our friendship really grew stronger with each race weekend. He always fought the other boys who made jokes about me, because I was girl. I never listened but Charles made it furious, but I always calmed him down, telling him they’re not worth the trouble. In general I could calm him down in a way no one else could and his Dad rather sent me to talk to him after a messed up race, because he knew I would get Charles to open up about his feelings, rather then just bottling it all up. It was at the last race of the season in 2009, I came back from the toilet and walked past the bleachers where Charles and some of the other guys were sitting, I didn’t wanted to go to them, one of the boys, David, was the worst when it came to belittling me or making fun of me.

So I just waved to Charles and nodded with my head in the way where our parents had set up our camp for the weekend and walked away. Not even 30 seconds later there was a big commotion behind me and Dad and Hervé walked fast past me and separated Charles and David. David had a bloody nose, Charles looked furious. David’s father demanded that Charles was going to be disqualified for hitting his son for no reason and Hervé and Dad tried to get out of Charles why he did it. But he kept quiet.

„I must say, I’m disappointed in you, Charles! Hitting him for no reason? That’s not you!” Hervé said and left Charles standing alone at the side of our make shift camp. I wasn’t sure what to do so I grabbed the first thing that came to my mind and walked over to Charles.

“Hey…”I said quietly and Charles looked up, I could see his eyes were glassy.

"Hi." he replied with a broken voice.

"Here." I gave him my Cars snow globe, that I bought when we were in Disneyland together "I know, it’s a bit childish, but for some reason, whenever I’m sad or mad or just not in a good mood, I just turn on the lights, shake it and watch the glitter swim around… kinda relaxes me. And after all, he’s Lighting McQueen, he reminds me a bit of you." I laughed.

"Thanks, Lizzie." Charles whispered and shakes it, watching the glitter land on the car.

"You don’t have to tell me what happened, but I know you didn’t hit him without a reason, I’m sure whatever David did or said, he deserved it!” I said and Charles nodded.

"I wish Dad would think so too, Lizzie.” he said, then hugged me and thanked me again. We never talked about it again.

It was in the spring of 2010 when I experienced my first Monaco Grand Prix, having visited races in France, at the Hockenheimring and Spa before. We watched it from the balcony of Charles friends flat. We were cheering on the Ferrari’s, always freaking out whenever we saw the red car passing us.

It was at that moment when Charles and I looked at each other swearing to ourselves, we both make it into Formula 1 and we both will drive for Ferrari together one day. It was also on that weekend, when I first met Jules, he was Charles godfather, his family was really close friends with Charles‘s family. Jules was driving in the Formula 3 Euroseries on his way to become a Formula One driver. He accompanied us to some of the next races and always helped us with his advice. Charles really looked up to him. He admired Jules and basically whatever advice he would give, Charles immediately tried it out. He was an amazing driver, helping us whenever he can, always cheering from the sidelines but he never hesitated to criticise us if needed. With his input our driving got even better. In that year I also met Sebastian Vettel, a driver from RedBull, he was fast and ruthless and on his way to become the youngest World Champion ever. He was at a Karting event in Germany and talked to us young drivers. He immediately took a liking of me, saying it’s good to see that girls also got into Motorsports. We spoke a lot and I told him that I was going to the Monza GP later that year and he invited me and the people I wanted to go into the RedBull Garage with VIP passes. When I told Charles about it we were almost freaking out.

2012:

As the years passed by, more races, more family trips together, more memories were made. Charles and I always graduating at the end of a season to the next higher classification. Together with us always Max and Pierre. The battles between Max and Charles were always the worst ones, they never backed down, pushed each other harder then anyone else. I got caught up in the middle more than once. One of those times in May, racing on a wet track with puddles everywhere, they kept on pushing each other of the track lap after lap. When I tried to pass them, Max pushed me off as well to avoid me claiming P1. As the checkered flag was waved Charles got close to Max one last time, seemingly telling him off or something, Max looked at him and they touched again, Max went off and drove through a deep puddle, getting soaked. They both were disqualified so that I took the win home, Max was fuming but Charles had to contain his laughter and congratulated me as we watched how Max complained to an interviewer, I got called to the podium and I saw how the guy approached Charles. Not knowing that this moment would become a famous meme one day.

“Nothing, just an inchident on the race!”

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Little note:

That’s it, chapter one of ?? is out! This chapter is not really eventful, I just needed to set up the friendship between Charles and Lizzie and of course the close bond between their families!

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Shout out to @elisysd for giving me enough courage to not only start writing again, but also for giving me enough confidence to post this story! THANK YOU ♥️

Last but not least, English is not my first language and although I tried my best: please forgive me any mistakes I made!

All pictures are from Google, Pinterest, Instagram, etc.

[dumbass-duo-showdown]

ROUND 1!

To start, round 1 will take place during 2 days. Both starting at 5pm CET with the first 8 groups on each side, then with the other 8 at 8pm CET. With a break in between group 1 (apple) and group 2 (bapelsin).

We start with most votes, then by fandom. The rest is random

Round 1 - apple, 8/4-2023, day 1

God (bible) vs Reigen Arakata (mob psycho 100), finished

John Silver (treasure planet) vs Donquixote Rosinate (one piece)finished

Garmadon (Lego Ninjago) vs All Might (my hero academia), finished,

Bandit Heeler (bluey) vs Heinz Doofeshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb), finished,

Maes Hughes (full metal alchemist) vs Uncle Iroh (avatar, the last airbender), finished

Bob Blecher (bob’s burgers) vs Professor Utonium (PowerPuff girls), finished

Yosuke Koiwai (Azumanga Daioh) vs Iruka Umino (Naruto), finished

Asura (asura’s wrath) vs Darkwing Duck (ducktales cinematic universe I mean darkwing duck), finished, finished

Hakoda (avatar the last airbender) vs Kaname Date (ai: Somnium files), finished

Sojiro Sakura (persona) vs Ice King (adventure time), finished

Richard Waterson (the amazing world of gumball) vs Dr Venomous (ok ko let’s be heros), finished

Splinter (teenage mountain ninja turtles) vs Kazuki Kurusu & Rei Suwa (buddy daddies), finished

Jotaro Kujo vs Bruno Bucciarati (JoJo’s bizarre adventure), finished

Greil vs Eliwood (fire emblem)

Peony vs Kukui (Pokémon), finished

Seteth (fire emblem) vs Phoenix Wright (ace attorney), finished

Day 2 9/4

Largo the black lion (tales in the abyss) vs David Evans (Inazuma 11), finished

Loid Forger (SpyxFamily) vs Ferid (Suikoden V), finished

Kotestu Kaburagi (tiger and bunny) vs Tim Lockwood (cloudy with a chance of meatballs), finished

Naoki Gotoh (bocchi the rock) vs Oscar Proud (the proud family), finished

Shouta Aizawa (my hero academia) vs Bill Green (big city greens), finished

Dracula (hotel Transylvania) vs Donald Duck (ducktales), finished

Ken Shirashi (project Sekai) vs Sailor Uranus (sailor moon), finished

Skipper (penguins of Madagascar) vs Norisuke Higashikata the 4th (JoJo’s bizarre adventure), finished

red leg Zeff (one piece) vs Sully (monsters inc), finished

Kouhei Inuzuka (sweetness and lighting) vs Geto Suguru (jujutsu Kaisen), finished

Alibert (wakfu) vs Oboro (Suikoden V), finished

Meta Knight (Kirby) vs Senshi (delicious in dungeon), finished

Jades Curtiss (tales of the abyss) vs Gru (despicable me), finished

Pankraz Gotha(dragon quest 5) vs Zenkichi Hasegawa (persona), finished

Keiji Shinoji (your turn to die) vs Kanan jarrus (Star Wars: rebels), finished

Chilchuck (delicious in dungeon) vs Mr Ping (kung fu panda), finished

Bapelsin day 1, 11-4

Eddie Diaz & Evan Buckley vs Bobby Nash (911), finished

Benjamin Sisko (Star Trek deep space 9) vs Dad Egbert (homestuck), finished

Subject Delta (bioshock) vs Damien Bloodmarch (dream daddy), finished

Goldlewis Dickinson (guilty gear) vs Atticus Finch (to kill a mockingbird), finished

Paul Blofis (Percy Jackson) vs Kazuhira Miller (metal gear solid), finished

Gomez Addams (the Addams family) vs Din Djarin (the mandalorian), finished

Hans Hubermann (the book thief) vs Lee Everett (telltales the walking dead), finished

Kiryu Kazuma (yakuza) vs Waymond Wang (everything everywhere all at once), finished

PART 2

Jean Valjean (les misérables) vs Joel Miller (the last of us), finished

Calvin’s dad (Calvin and Hobbes) vs Augustus Aquato (psychonauts), finished

Pyrrha Dve (the locked tomb) vs Dustan Thron (stardust), finished

Neon J (no straight roads) vs Common Wubbox (my singing monsters), finished

Patton Sanders (sander sides) vs Doc Louis (punch out), finished

Alther Mella (septimus heap) vs Riki (xenoblade), finished

Digby Wolf (fables/a wolf among us) vs Bob Cratchit (a Christmas carol) , finished

Petey (dogman) vs Mo Folchart (inkheart), finished

Day 2, 13-4

Alfred (Batman) vs Gandalf (lord of the rings), finished

Asgore Dreemurr (undertale) vs Micheal Bluth (arrested development), finished

Dave Seville (Alvin and the chipmunks) vs Martin Penderwick (the Penderwicks), finished

Anthony Herzen (professor Layton) vs Chimney Han (911), finished

Glamrock Freddy (five nights at Freddy’s) vs Mr Carrisford (a little princess), finished

Poseidon (Percy Jackson) vs bail Organa (Star Wars), finished

Neir Gestalt (Neir) vs Kim Dokja (Omniscient readers viewpoint), finished

Hal Wilkerson (Malcom in the middle) vs Ness’ dad (earthbound), finished

PART 2

Tony Stark (MCU) vs Lee Scoresby (his dark materials), finished

Dream (sandman) vs Kat (all quiet on the western front), finished

Thrushpelt (warrior cats) vs Teacher (the girl from the other side) , finished

Barret Wallace (final fantasy) vs Lazlo Cravensworth (what we do in the shadows), finished

Domingo Montoya (the princess bride) vs Charlie Swan (twilight), finished

Geralt of Rivia (the Witcher) vs Terry Jeffords (Brooklyn 99), finished

Dan Espinoza (Lucifer) vs Rupert Giles (Buffy), finished

Pollination Tech 9 smith (the sims 2) vs Marko (saga), finished

Okay basic questions time before I get a bunch of anon asks

“Two of these are women.”

Father figures also count

“Some of these doesn’t have their own kids”

See point 1

“Why is there only a few characters from the same franchise going against each other but sometimes they aren’t”

Because I only recognized fire emblem, Pokémon, and JJBA at first.

“Aus doesn’t count”

As a previous undertale fan. I could care less. And I am not replacing Tim with BAMSE.

“Replace x with Bamse”

Sorry but. Findus and Skalman have already won. 3 times are a bit too much for us sweds.

“911 is copaganda”

You see Brooklyn 911 (picked by wheel) and you go against fireback mountain. Shame on you anon.

“Dad council these aren’t all random”

Yeah but Neon J vs Wubbox = chaos

Code of conduct

EXTRA BATTLE

[nimata-beroya]

MY THOUGHTS ON AHSOKA- Part 3 "Time to Fly"

My first thought: it was much better than the first 2. Altho, I wish it had been a tad longer, even if the length is somewhat consistent with the Mandoverse shows.

As a Rebels fan, I feel fed. I finally got to see 1 character out of the 4 I want to see, so there's hope that soon I'll see the rest. Right, Filoni? RIGHT?!!

Hopes aside, let's get to the details of this episode.

I loved Sabine's training session, both with Huyang and Ahsoka. It reminded me a lot of The Trials of the Darksaber. The constant callbacks are impossible not to have them. And Huyang, please!! 🤣

Also, I loved the music during that scene (and throughout the whole episode). Well, is Kevin Kiner, what else could I have expected but greatness?

Honestly, I knew that the meeting with the senators and Mon Mothma was going to go as exactly as it went. I knew Hamato Xiono was going to be that jerk, and the rest of the senators wouldn't be any better. What I did love was Mon asking for Jacen (!!! which gave me hope to see him soon) and joking about the chaos the kid and Chopper surely were causing. My headcanon is that Mon is just remembering their shenanigans in Yavin 4 or Hoth or whatever else Hera has been stationed since then.

And I'm glad that they pointed out that even Hera believed Ezra is dead, she still looked for him. As I said in my review last week, I think Hera made herself believe that, otherwise she couldn't have lived her life, and raise Jacen and fight in the rebellion and now help with the new republic. The uncertainty of someone's disappearance is much harder to bear than their death.

Oh my gosh! The scream I let out when Jacen appeared!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😭😭😭😭😭 He's so precious!!! With his green hair and saying Aunt Sabine (that means he calls Uncles Zeb and Alex/Sasha/Kallus, right?) and wanting to be a jedi just like his dad was (Would have been too much to name Kanan, just once??!!) Anyway... we got live-action Jacen!!!!!!

I love the conversation about the force between Ahsoka and Sabine. It put to rest some of my doubts about the whole Sabine being Ahsoka's padawan thing. How they explained it is pretty much how I think the Force works, so it felt good to have it explicitly confirmed in canon. And like it has been said, just talent isn't enough, just like in real life. Some people have a natural talent for an art or anything really, and if they cultivate it, then they'll excel at it. But that doesn't mean that other people less talented cannot reach the same level of excellence; they just need to work harder to get there.

And the opposite is also true. If a talented person doesn't work on their talent, it can become stagnant or even lose the ability altogether. With the Jedi, we've seen it with many Order 66 survivors. Obi-Wan, Kanan, Cere, Cal, Grogu, etc., they cut themselves from the Force either on purpose or as a trauma response, and all had to work to gain the control of his powers back.

Also, I think seeing the Force this way, it recognizes the different religions and presentation of the Force throughout the galaxy. People like Sabine or Chirrut Imwe or even Han Solo, or entire species like the Lasat or Chiss that for whatever reason the Force works different for them.

About the comment about the standards that Jedi had to accept younglings in the Order, I mean, I get it. The jedi couldn't accept everyone. They had to focus on those who had better chances to keep up with the training. Not just that, those were also at a greater risk to misuse the Force if they managed to gain some control over it on their own or under bad influences.

Huyang mentioning the disaster lineage was the best!!

The dog fight was great. Marrok finally spoke, and as expected, the baddies in fighting couldn't be left out. And I love that when Ahsoka and Sabine started to work together is when they shot down the fighters. And Ahsoka going outside in a space suit felt taken out of an episode of TCW. Really cool!

PURRGIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! We have Purrgil!!!!!!!!!!!! I love those space whales/squids things so much. My only complaint is that they should've destroyed at least one of the fighters. I mean, aren't the Purrgils famous for destroying ships that come in contact with? I'm just saying!

Like I said in the beginning, I love this episode, and it has my hyped for what will come next! 👉👈 Is it Tuesday yet? 🥺

[marshmallowprotection]

I see we're hitting V's dad with a bat and I raise you someone even worse to hit- the twins' father. Now that I think about it, the only fathers/father figures we encounter in MM that are good people and fathers are Jumin's father, V (sometimes, depends on route) and Vanderwood (because try telling me this agent hasn't taken on a older brother/fatherly role for Seven). Yoosung and Jaehee's dad's aren't mentioned much, while Zen's dad is in this weird spot of "was kinda a dick. Maybe? Also not mentioned much". But Saejoong(?) And V's dad? Rocket those two into space, causing so much grief and trauma for their sons-

I'm going to say the only okay guardians in this game are V [depends on the Route, his Route is really the only one where I'll let him slide in this], Yoosung's Parents [His mother is just a concerned mother who misses her child at college, might be a little pushy but she's just that kind of mom. His father is working often but there's nothing to say he is a bad parent, just busy], and Vanderwood [While they look out for the loveable Saeyoung, they would still try to save their ass first, so this is a very thin ice kind of thing.]

That's literally it. That's the only people I would consider as "good" or "acceptable".

Saejoong can simply take a long walk off a short bridge. We know his crimes and we know what he's done. He's never going to be Father of the Year. Hell, I'll say the very same thing about Rika's parents, not many people know the specifics of her trauma since they didn't play her Behind DLC, but her parents do not deserve rights, either. They're on the shit list, too.

I already talked about V's dad but we know that his neglect and use of weaponizing his son against his ex-wife is bad enough. He made V afraid to be himself around him. If your child is afraid of you, you're a bad parent. His emotional neglect and abandonment of his son after some time cannot be ignored. That's a bad dad right there and there is no way to define him otherwise.

Jaehee's birth parents aren't here anymore so we don't have a point of reference. Her aunt and uncle raised her with the bare minimum, to say the least. She left home as soon as possible and hasn't looked back. It was emotionally neglectful, which is a kind of abuse, yet I'm not sure that Jaehee would consider it as such. Her aunt was worse but her uncle just sort of shrugged and went along with his wife, so not great.

Zen's parents were both neglectful and abusive to him. They told him he was a problem child, insulted his appearance, and made him do so much work that he was in tears. Even if his mother was the one in the house who was around more often, that doesn't mean his dad wasn't just as verbally abusive to him when he got home from work. It was a bad enough situation that Zen ran away in middle school. They told him he had to give up his dreams, and that was both of his parents.

We do know that Zen's brother wasn't as bad for a while, eventually, he got just as judgemental as their parents.

I have to disagree. I'm going to fight Chairman Han because he does not respect his son at all. He might say that he does, but he doesn't. I have strong feelings about that. Jumin loves his dad, but that doesn't mean his dad is a good father to him. Just because his dad stayed in the house and made sure that he had what he needed doesn't mean that he was a good father.

Jumin's father neglected him emotionally and pressured him with women who constantly harassed Jumin in horrible ways. Jumin's trauma with being sexually harassed his entire life stems from the people that his father allowed around him. It's not just from being inside wealthy social circles, Jumin mentions that he had started to be bothered by people in his preteens, by people his father brought home with him.

Jumin doesn't even talk about these experiences as what they are, traumatic. Jumin discounts so much of his trauma because of his privilege. He thinks that because he's wealthy, he doesn't really have room to complain about things that he's gone through. Be it the fact that people harass him and talk about his body against his will, the fact that he was kidnapped a few times, or the fact that his mother would lock him in the basement because he wasn't "normal" and "like other kids".

This doesn't count the fact that Jumin's father discounts his son's feelings often. In Saeran's After Ending, when Jumin is on the cusp of the largest breakdown he's ever had, his father says to him, "Wow, I'm surprised... you finally sound human." Jumin's biggest insecurity is a moment in time when someone calls him unfeeling, uncaring, and a robot. How can a father say that to his son? How can you treat your son like that? God, it gets me so mad that I can't even talk about it that deeply.

Jumin loves his father despite everything that's happened, but his father is not a good father. I don't care what anyone thinks about it.

[dirtbag-linecook-kyloren]

I just found your diner AU? (Sorry not sure what it's called) but it's amazing. I'm invested in stressed out student Hux and grumpy line cook Ren/Ben. Please tell me is Rey is the owner who inherited the diner from Luke or Leia, are finn and poe general managers, what's phasma's roll? Is Rose their maintenance or HR person? And is there more to read? Thanks.

(The fic tag on my blog for this is Hands off Hands out, because that's what we say when we finish an order, and then when we need servers to get it out of the window. Hands off we don't say much, but it can be helpful, but Hands out is probably said seventy times an hour at lunch, because something about lunch makes servers lazy about running food, especially when no one is on window and Expo is trying to do both jobs)

HELLO I NOW WISH IT HAD BEEN A DINER

i have worked in a lot of restaurants but the first one was called broadway diner in Missouri where I went to school, dropped out, and turned to the food service industry so i didn't have to move back home. It had seven booths and a ten seat counter and I was a sassy waitress it was great. During a hippie film festival one year I rented a sailor costume from a local shop and we had a special small menu and it WAS the peak of my serving career I was so cute. I have the diner acumen I could have done this gdi

BUT, this is definitely a steak house based off the one I work at now. We have an open kitchen, because the restaurant was founded when those were cool, and the whole thing is build around a wood fire grill at one end that honestly? It's so hot but does cook a very cool burger and we get to keep a shopping cart full of wood that we 100% stole from a walmart around. (It used to be a costco cart but those are too big, it was taking up to much space. I have never asked how we got the walmart cart here, as the nearest walmart is a mile away, while we're right next to a costco)

Our line is one section, and then theres a dividing wall, and right behind it is the prep area, or true back of house, as it were. there are technically two kitchen doors, but I've deciding that clarifying which one their going through at any time would be more confusing than just trusting the reader to go with me on this journey. The dish pit is off one, as is the server alley, and the management office and back door is off of the other. The only cues will be context or something

BUT, time for the actually back story. Leia Organa is the anakin, an anthony bourdain-esque figure who was not great to his wife and died of an overdose because the industry is rife with substance problems. this likely wont be covered in the fic, but it's fun backstory. She, having learned to love the industry but also learning from her father's mistakes, started opening restaurants and not doing drugs, and she eventually hired Han Solo as a manager. They fell in love, but she's a professional, so she sold the restaurant to someone to open another, and they started dating. Eventually, they got married and opened some unnamed restaurant. They sold that, and opened this restaurant, and everything was going great. Ben is conceived and grows up in this restaurant, and also comes to love food. Then a recession hits, and business is bad. Han and Leia start fighting, argue about management and other things, eventually they divorce. Han buys out Leia's half of the restaurant, she starts doing her own thing with those funds.

Right around this time, Ben is trying to break into the industry, and he doesn't want to work for his dad, so he starts working at the restaurant that his uncle Luke manages. Doesn't own, because he thinks owning a restaurant is a seperation from truly being in it, or something dumb. This Does Not Go Well. He leaves and works a shitty, back breaking minimum wage job at a NOMA-esque restaurant run by snoke. Maybe he develops a coke habit, but there's definitely a drinking problem, because he's working fuckin 70 hour weeks and barely has enough energy to breathe let alone take care of himself. He absolutely burns out, walks out during a shift and never goes back.

After a month of moping, he comes to work at the millenium falcon, the restaurant our story takes place in. It used to be called something else, but Leia kept the naming rights to the previous restaurant, so there was a rebrand. It wasn't a petty thing, the name was incredibly sentimental to her, but idk enough about star wars to make up that name. I'm open to suggestions

Which Brings us to your actual question, which I 100% have an answer to, because I've assigned most of the main characters their staff positions.

Hux, obviously, is lead host. I doubt he has a key to the restaurant, but he's the guy who makes sure all of the servers are doing their side work and organizes the alley. In return for this work, he makes $4/hour instead of the state minimum $2.13, which isn't much but is something, and since he's 100% not claiming his cash tips, it doesn't affect him too much, come tax season.

Ben is a key holder, and mainly manages so that his dad can have some time to hang out and not be in the restaurant. You can love a place and still get tired of being there.

Han is the owner-operator. If something goes wrong, ultimately, the fault runs up to him. He hates this, wishes it was still Leia's problem, but understands her decisions. (They still talk, she comes in every once in a while. It's a cordial relationship.)

Rey is the Front of House Manager. This means a couple of things. 1) she does the ordering for things like liquor and bar cordials, and probably also glassware and flatware. She decides how sections are set out, what reservations windows look like, and which POS they're going to use. (Han doesn't care as long as it uses paper tickets. Big order screens kind of ruin the open kitchen look.) She's also the person who tries to calm a table down when their food is taking too long or someone gets too drunk, and she's Very Good At It.

Mitaka is Lead Host. If you make a reservation, you're likely talking to him. I haven't decided if the restaurant will have bussers, yet, because we don't, and if not, Mitaka will also help clear and clean tables to create a faster turnover rate.

The Knights of Ren all work various positions on the line. They exist as periphery characters because a restaurant this size needs a lot of people to function. They'll all get nicknames because they have silly star wars names and I can't handle them, honestly.

Poe is a bartender. Look that man in the eyes and tell me he's not a bartender. You can't, because he is.

Finn is a tough one for me. Right now, he's a server, because it was plot convenient for me. Originally, I had him doing togo orders, because togo is the bridge between FOH and BOH like he is between the first order and the resistance, and it made sense for me. He may end up serving as both, because we have a few people that do that.

Rose is another character that mainly exists in the background? I don't know much about her so I just have her as a server, and she may end up developing an importance but as of now, she's just rolling silverware and taking orders in the miasma of this story.

Phasma, my sweet, lovely, wonderfully tall queen, is a pantry cook. They do salads, fry, and dessert and are often one person doing the job of two. I'm a pantry cook, I'm putting a lot of love into her, because I fuckin love pantry, as I am a mad woman.

(If you were wondering Ben is competent at all of the stations but he mainly works expo or grill. Han can do all of them, but he prefers dish, because when you're on the line all the time being a dishie for a day is a fuckin vacation. It's a day where no one is yelling at you unless they need plates and everything can be solved pretty easily. my first BOH job was a dishie job at a dennys I have a soft spot for it.)

Realistically, I need a few more people to fill out the actual story, and I may just straight up borrow my coworkers bc we have some wild people.

And I'm not kidding when I say most of the major plot points are things that truly happened at my restaurant. It's been a great source of inspiration.

Also please let me know if any of my terms aren't common knowledge and need to be explained? Like I don't expect people to know a santoku by name but beyond that I'm really trying to feel out what the general knowledge base for restaurants in the regular world is. not even in a pretenious way but in like a "why would regular people need to know what a cambro is, and that while yes, cambro is a brand name, when used as a improper noun, refers to a 22 or 12 quart container like this

[sainteddie]

I posted 1,871 times in 2022

50 posts created (3%)

1,821 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@lesbiandiaz

@catdadeddie

@hattalove

@mistmarauder

@buckleys-diaz

I tagged 1,678 of my posts in 2022

Only 10% of my posts had no tags

#0 - 985 posts

#eddie diaz - 482 posts

#911 spoilers - 398 posts

#evan 'buck' buckley - 309 posts

#buddie - 263 posts

#911 spoilers  - 136 posts

#evan buck buckley - 133 posts

#hen wilson - 109 posts

#chimney han - 90 posts

#jess 🌷 - 89 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#what kills me about this is that these people are so quick to cry about making a mistake and demanding the space to learn and grow from it

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

uncle buck babysitting?!? what’s your fantasy?!?! can you be a dad and walk away??? it’s all coming together.

28 notes - Posted October 27, 2022

#4

otp: “love me anyway” and “for myself”

87 notes - Posted May 9, 2022

#3

seeing two black women fall in love and build their beautiful family on screen is so healing.

87 notes - Posted October 24, 2022

#2

y’all i am not at all coherent but them putting ruth in THIS episode as a callback to buck actually which was not only the beginning of bt but also the beginning of madney AND IS ALSO THE FUCKING EPISODE WHERE. “you don’t find it, son. you make it.” HAPPENED is making me insane.

169 notes - Posted April 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

quick eddie! tell me more about how the longer you avoid something you’re afraid of… the scarier it becomes!!!!

221 notes - Posted November 7, 2022

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[positivityjediprince]

I posted 13,553 times in 2022

That's 6,317 more posts than 2021!

394 posts created (3%)

13,159 posts reblogged (97%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@helloiamstoned

@veradragonjedi

@thewriterowl

@uptown-fuck-up

@mysticmjolnir

I tagged 2,785 of my posts in 2022

#luke skywalker - 238 posts

#dinluke - 185 posts

#din djarin - 168 posts

#kenobi spoilers - 165 posts

#andor spoilers - 91 posts

#grogu - 74 posts

#tbobf spoilers - 70 posts

#bobf spoilers - 69 posts

#eurovision - 66 posts

#cara dune - 64 posts

Longest Tag: 134 characters

#i am greatful that she accepts it at least but i should have known better than to expect her to do anything beyond surface level 🤷‍♂️

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Owen hating all of Luke's previous boyfriends but loving Din because Tired Dad recognises Tired Dad, and the first time they met they both instantly took a Dad Nap TM the moment the TV turned on.

519 notes - Posted March 16, 2022

#4

Anakin: "Absolutely not. No."

Obi-Wan: "Come on Anakin, we've been over this, Luke is carrying the weight of the galaxy on his shoulders, he deserves to have his back blown out by a sexy mandolorian!

Ahsoka, searching for Force dampening cuffs on space-ebay: "I hate it here"

565 notes - Posted February 4, 2022

#3

Owen would always refer to Luke as 'his/our boy'. He wanted to say son, but he couldn't. He didn't know why he'd decided on being Uncle Owen, instead of dad - perhapse he'd been scared.

He was scared now.

He looked up at the blank plasticy visor of the troopers standing above him. Beru was beside him.

At least their son was safe.

819 notes - Posted May 18, 2022

#2

Din: "I'm so jealous you're able to do the magic talking with Grogu. He is the best and smartest boy in the galaxy, I wish I could hear him too."

Luke, whos gotten no sleep for the past two weeks cause Grogu has been non-stop singing/projecting Seagulls Stop It Now: "I understand your feelings, but believe me; you are able to communicate in all the ways that truly matter 😌"

Din: "He uses it to terrorise everyone, doesn't he"

Luke: "I don't even know what day it is anymore 🥲"

836 notes - Posted February 12, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Leia, peacefully sleeping, snuggled against her himbo husband: 😌

Leia's comm: "LEIA I HAVE LOST THE BABY! I THINK HE AND ARTOO STOLE MY XWING!!!! LEIA WHAT DO I DO!! HOW DO YOU LOSE A WHOLE BABY? YODA STOP LAUGHING AT ME THIS IS SERIOUS! LEIAAAAAAAAAAA! THIS IS A DISASTER THE MANDOLORIAN IS NEVER GOING TO KISS ME WITH HIS MOUSTACHE NOW!!"

Han: "...I want a new brother-in-law"

4,300 notes - Posted February 9, 2022

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[lightningsgirls727]

au where Rey takes the job Han offers her and flies off with Space Dad and Wookie Uncle

[paigemarie007]

My most recent obsession is Poe Dameron family feels with Kes, Leia, Han, BB-8, Lando, Luke, and Chewie. Oh! And Poe dading the black squadron and them having his back. I'm sucker for these feels!

[dumbass-duo-showdown]

ROUND 3!

APPLE BRACKET: starts at Friday 6PM CET for apple and Sunday 6pm for bapelsin

Part 1

Corazon (one piece) vs Heinz Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Uncle Iroh (avatar) vs Darkwing Duck (darkwing Duck)

Hakoda (avatar) vs Greg Universe (Steven universe)

Bruno Bucciarati (JoJo’s bizarre adventure) vs Kukui (Pokémon)

Round 2

Loid Forger (spy x family) vs Tim Lockwood (cloudy with a chance of meatballs)

Donald Duck (ducktales) vs Sailor Uranus (sailor moon crystal)

Sully (monsters inc) vs Meta Knight (Kirby) Kim Dokja (omniscient readers viewpoint)

Gru (despicable me) vs Ping (kung fu panda)

Part 1

Benjamin Sisko (Star Trek, deep Space 9) vs Subject Delta (bioshock)

Gomez Addams (the Addams family) vs Waymond Wang (everything everywhere all at once)

The dad from calvin and Hobbes vs Pyrrha Dve (the locked tomb)

Riki (xenoblade) vs Bob Cratchit (a Christmas carol)

Part 2

Alfred Pennyworth (Batman) vs Chimney Han (9-1-1 on fox)

Glamrock Freddy (fnaf) vs Kim Dokja (omniscient readers viewpoint) meta Knight (Kirby)

Lee Scoresby (his dark materials) vs Thrushpelt (warrior cats)

Terry Jeffords (Brooklyn 99) vs Rupert Giles

Common question time

“This dad is terrible, how did they make the cut”

A mixture of a wheel, an Austrian train station, and notes app messing up.

“How do I do propaganda”

Just reblog with evidence with why you think your dad should win!

Other rounds

Second chance

Main round round 2

Main round 1

Code of conduct

Other brackets for reach @latine-showdown @jojopolls @emoboybattle @gentle-giant-swag @super-shapeshifter-showdown

[willowcrowned]

Mini Star Wars AU Ideas

Listed in chronological order (from the author's point of view, not the characters').

Anakin Doesn’t Murder Children - a list of possibilities for an AU where Anakin doesn’t— you guessed it— murder children

Luke and Leia Go Back in Time and Bully Qui-Gon

Obianidala in the Princess Bride

Time Travel AU Chaos; an Idea Compilation

Ahsoka and Qui-Gon— Not Actually the Force Avatar the Other Thinks They Are

Goose Anakin. No Explanation Given.

Han Solo Goes Back in Time and... Meets Anakin and Padmé

Obi-Wan gets so tired of Tatooine he shows up on Vader’s doorstep with baby Luke

Obi-Wan goes back in time and bitches about Tatooine with Anakin

Padmé/Han/Obi-Wan — the AU

Time Traveling Babysitter Han AU

Yoda Gundams the Zillo Beast and Names It Gorf

Cell Block Tango AU (originally @dykerory ‘s idea)

Han Solo, the Rebellion’s Resident Honeypot

Riza Hawkeye— The GFFA’s Newest Resident

Anakin gets a Tattoo

The Disaster Lineage Gets Stoned

The Problem with Jizz— A Meditation on Obi-Wan and Differences in Linguistic Context

Hobi-Wan— A Han/Obi-Wan Rumination

The Multitudes of Qui-Gon Jinn, or my Favorite Five Characterizations of the Twenty Seven that Live in My Head

HanLeiaObi (VERY SPICY)

Anakin Skymulaney

Obi-Wan’s Breakdowns– a non-exhaustive list

Sith Qui-Gon AU

Sith Qui-Gon AU, but different and also horny

The Mysterious Case of the Disapearing Temple Frogs

Anakin, the girl who gets married right after high school

The Dark Side: MLM (the pyramid version, we already know they’re all gay)

Obi-Wan: Just a Gay College Student

Howl’s Moving Castle AU

Pride and Prejudice AU

Old Ben— Classic Time Traveler, Classic Take

Time Traveler Hondo

Padmé, and why maybe it was a good thing the Clone Wars ended when they did

BobaHan Vegas Wedding AU, because why not

Rael, the Family Flirt

Maul—Obi-Wan’s number one... fan?

Sidious’ Biggest Problem Yet—the Film Industry

Qui-Gon, Ex-Jedi, Problem, and Doting Weird Uncle Extraordinaire

Vader Loses His Memory

Anakin the (Dubious) Poet

Anakin Skywalker, Resident Irritating Tiny Voice

Ahsoka and Maul ...and Anakin

Vader, Deadbeat Dad Extraordinaire

Qui-Gon + Ahsoka, After the Fall

Padmé/Anakin Roleswap

Sequel Trilogy... but not really

Qui-Gon comes back, Obi-Wan goes spacation (space vacation)

Time To Go (Now)

Well That's Weird

Ghost Padmé

This Is The Line

Maul, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan (and Rex)

Cool Ranch Vader

Rael Averross: Vampire Hunter

Sane Maul

Qui-Gon's Jury Duty

Boba's Ex-Boss's Son

[minniethemoocherda]

Friends of Dorothy: Chapter 4

Summery: Last year had been pretty hectic for Luke Skywalker. Between discovering that the kind old hermit that lived at the bottom of the street was actually his uncle, that the stubbornly annoying girl in his maths class was his long lost twin sister. Not to mention that not only is his dad alive but also the secret enforcer to the head of the mafia. You know, just your regular teenage drama. Luke was grateful that this year, his biggest worry would be remembering his lines for the school play. That was until Din Djarin came along.

Ao3

FF.net

Din sat in the empty audience as the dress rehearsals went under way. Din only vaguely remembered the old film from the few times his foster parents had put it on to keep it quiet as a child, but he thought that they were doing a very good interpretation of it. Especially Grogu but Din might have been a bit biased. The kid had taken naturally to acting, his expressions clear and genuine as he followed Leia around the stage. Din's phone was nearly full with all the photos he had taken of Grogu in his little Toto outfit.

There was only one week left to opening night so everyone was in their full costumes and make up. The main cast were all currently on the stage as they went through the scene where Toto was kidnapped by the Wicked Witch. It was the first time they had done it in full costume. As the most popular girl in school, it was only fitting that Leia Organa get the starring role. Her trademark space buns and been swapped for the iconic pigtails as had her white outfits for a gingham pinafore. A boy Din didn't know with dark hair and a feeble attempt at a moustache was playing the cowardly lion. With Han's monotone delivery and wooden acting he was actually a good fit for the tin man. In Din's personal opinion, Luke was clearly stealing the show with his Scarecrow impersonation. Whoever had done his costume was destined for greater things than a school theatre production, but that was only the icing on the cake in comparison to Luke's performance. The pure joy radiating from him was something that couldn't not be faked. As they walked through the painted wrapping rolls that made up the creepy forest, the cowardly lion, clutched to the scarecrow in fright, tightly gripping Luke's surprisingly toned bicep. Although if what Boba said was true about him being a karate champion maybe it shouldn't have been surprising after all. Neither of which explained why Din felt his palms clench into fists. Din watched as the Wicked Witch and one of her flying monkeys appeared from the other side of the stage, the shadows of their masks making them all the more creepy. The Witch grabbed Dorothy, dragging her away whilst the monkey stopped up Toto. Grogu let out a scream as he was wrenched from Leia's side. Din was on the stage in moments, instantly knowing that the cries from Grogu's mouth weren't pretend. He grabbed Grogu from the panicking monkey's arms, holding Grogu close as the toddler's chest heaved with sobs. "It's okay. I'm here." Din murmured. "I told you I wouldn't let anyone take you away. I promised." He tried to ignore everyone's eyes on them, turning his back to the stage to shield Grogu from their stares. Din nearly swing a fist when he felt somebody poke his shoulder. It was The Wicked Witch of the West. She held up one hand in surrender whilst the other took off her mask, revealing a girl with dyed purple hair whom Din recognised as another Mandalorian kid. "Hey its okay," The girl Din remembered was called Sabine said, talking to Grogu. "See we're real people not monsters." She elbowed the monkey who hurried to do the same, revealing a boy with twin moon shaped scars on his cheeks. "Yeah I am really sorry! I didn't think he would react like that." As much as Din wanted to punch the boy for making his kid cry, he knew that it wasn't his fault. Only Din knew the real extent of the trauma Grogu had gone through in his short years. Grogu hadn't seemed to have taken in their apologies, his cries only getting wilder as the cast crowded him. "Okay people! It's half five and Principal Mothma is kicking us out at six anyway so everyone beat it!" Leia shouted, ushering for everyone to move back. Reluctantly, everyone did. Some mumbled about the lost rehearsal time thus close to opening night, but luckily Din was too focused on Grogu to try to figure out who. Otherwise they would be missing out on opening night entirely due to a black eye. Din kept rocking Grogu, muttering soft reassurances over the sound of shuffling feet. When he thought everyone had gone, he turned around, only to find that he was not alone. Luke was still stood there, a genuine desire to help on his face unlike the others who had been salivating at the sight of the latest high school gossip. Luke reached out as though to but stopped half way. Instead he motioned his hands in a clear follow me gesture. As everyone else awarded collecting their things whilst pretending not to stare, Din followed Luke out the side door of the hall. He lead them to secluded area outside the home-ec classroom, where there was small raised bed of growing fruit and veg. Grogu's cries hiccupped when he noticed the ripening fruit and veg. Din perched on the side of the wooden box, allowing Grogu to sit in his lap. His baby brother's sobs became distracted by the multicoloured food. They sat there is silence for a few moments, listening to the distant sounds of the others leaving the hall whilst Grogu crawled around the vegetable patch. Din found it hard to feel bad over any ruined projects, his mind to encompassed by relief. He was grateful to Luke for thinking of such a place. When Grogu was suitably distracted by a strawberry plant, Luke found the chance to speak. "I have an idea. If you want to hear it?" Din shrugged. He doubted anything Luke could suggest could make the situation worse. "What if you played the part of the monkey that takes Toto?" Din was surprised at the suggestion. Despite how much time he had spent at rehearsals, it thought of playing a part himself had never occurred to him. Din had to admit, it wasn't a terrible idea. Even if he was wearing a mask, Grogu would know it was him so hopefully he wouldn't be afraid. Plus with all the time Din had spent in rehearsals by now, he had basically learnt the story on accident. "I don't know the lines. And the play is only in a week." Din reminded him "I'll help you learn them." Luke assured him, this time, not stopping himself from reaching out. The warm presence of a hand on Din's arm was a grounding comfort. Even more so when it was accompanied by that beaming smile. "Besides, I promised that I would keep Grogu safe. Even if that means not taking part in the show." "But you've put so much work into it." "So, it's just a school play. Like I said, Grogu comes first." Luke squeezed his arm again. His trademark grin slipped into a rare smirk. "Besides, Chewie already agreed to be Toto's understudy." Din nearly snorted at the mental image of Han's nearly seven foot tall Hungarian friend playing a tiny puppy. How about it buddy? Din signed, gently stopping getting Grogu's attention by cupping his hands so he didn't shove another strawberry into his mouth. Would you like it if I played the monkey instead? Grogu nodded eagerly, a wide grin across his face bleeding red with almost the blood of the strawberries he had eaten. Din sighed over the sound of Luke's giggles, not sure if it was out of endearment or exasperation.

[steves-on-a-plane]

If I’m Dead to You Why Are You At The Wake (pt 2)

Part One  Words: 1412   Pairing:  Poe Dameron x Reader Summary: On the long ride back to the Resistance Base, Poe confronts Reader trying to find out where they’ve been and what they have been doing all this time.

“Is your plan really to not talk to me the entire flight back?” Poe asked you. The Resistance base was still days away even by hyperspeed. After some debate, you and Rey had reached an agreement that regardless of who piloted the Falcon first, you’d eventually need the others as relief pilots. Since Chewbacca and Rey had done most of the flying to Dagobah, you would fly the first leg of the journey. Left with no better options, you were stuck with Mr. Forty Questions as your co-pilot.

“Tell me something, Commander.” You sighed, not looking away from the viewport in front of you. “This interrogation you’ve been attempting, is it all you or something The General put you up to?”

“She misses you, you know.” He deflected your question.

“Huh.” You grunted in a way that said you didn’t care at all but also cared immensely. It was a grunt only a Solo could perfect. “Miss me? I don’t think so. She misses him. Misses who he used to be anyway. Dad knew it too. He would have done anything to bring Ky-Ben home to her. It’s why he and Chewy stayed away for so long.” You looked away from your viewport to Poe. “I always wondered if she knew that. He couldn’t face her without bringing him back.”

“What about you?” He asked. You rolled your eyes and turned back to the viewport. Staring out into the endless blackness of space didn’t hurt as much as the earnest look in Poe’s brown eyes. There was silence again as he waited for your answer. When enough time had passed that Poe had begun to ask the question again, you spoke.

“My grandmother was a queen.” You leaned back in your seat and took your hands off the controls. You continued to look forward. “I’m not just talking about Brehan Organa either. You won’t find it in the history holos but for a short amount of time before defecting from the Jedi Order, Anakin Skywalker had been married.”

“Married? The legends always said it was forbidden for Jedi.” Poe recalled.

“And it was. But I’ve heard it on good authority that this story is true. Anakin was married to Padme Amidala and before her death she was pregnant with twins. My mother and Uncle.” You told him.

“Padme Amildala? She was the senator who died really young, right? I remember reading about her because she was a big inspiration for the people who formed the Rebellion during Leia’s early days.” He said. “I don’t remember how she died.”

“A broken heart.” You told him quietly. “I guess I’d take that over losing myself to anger, given the choice. Never thought it would be something we’d have to worry about with The General…”

“Why do you keep calling her that?” Poe sighed. “She’s your mother, [Y/N].”

“No, Poe she’s your mother.” You turned your chair so that you were facing him. “She’s always nurtured you and protect you like a mother should. What did Ben and I get? A ten-year long retreat with Uncle Luke. And the one time, the one time, Poe, that I tell her I need her? What does she do? She sends you because Force knows The General couldn’t possibly leave the war room. I bet she didn’t even have to sell it that hard. She just summoned for you like she does. General Organa said jump and you said how high. Does that sound about right?”

You’d struck a nerve with him, and you knew it. Poe had always admired your mother. She’d been his mentor well before whatever sordid past you and the commander shared. You’d told him a long time ago that you thought it was great they got along so well; it made him the ideal future son in law. You glared at him, waiting for him to argue back.

“So that’s it then?” He demanded. “It’s Kylo Ren’s fault that Han stayed away so long, but it was mine and Leia’s fault that you left. Oh, and I think you blamed Luke in there somewhere too. You know, I just find this whole conversation interesting because I remember you telling me that we’d never lie to each other.”

“That was a long time ago.” You mumbled. You swived your chair forward again and began monitoring your flight’s progress on the display in front of you.

“It feels like yesterday to me.” He said. “You wanted to know who I was asking so many questions for? I’m not asking for Leia. She’ll no doubt have a hundred questions for you when we get back. I’m asking for me. Because I need to know why you left. What did I do that made you feel like whatever was happening meant you couldn’t come to me.”

You moved your hands from the control panel in front of you and began to massage your temples. You’d known that this conversation was going to happen eventually, but you had hoped you could put it off until you’d had a decent night’s sleep.

“Did you ever, in all the time that I was gone, stop to consider the possibility that you might not like the answers to your questions?” You sighed.

“I’m not asking to boost my ego [Y/N].” He replied.

“Fine. If it’s so important to you.” You pressed a few buttons keying the Falcon into auto pilot and swiveled your chair to face him again. Poe did the same. “There was a reason I didn’t tell you where I was going or what I was planning. It was to protect you. If you knew where I was going or what I was doing and somehow you were captured by the first order, the less you knew about me the better. I told dad not the tell you or The Gener-Leia, either. She wouldn’t understand and she would have tried to stop me if she knew what I was planning.”

“What was your plan?” He asked impatiently. “Because I don’t understand how Dagobah…”

“Dagobah? I haven’t been just sitting on Dagobah all this time!” You hissed. “My plan was to join the Knights of Ren, convince Ben that I’d also defected from our family and over time gain his trust. Once I had that I could slowly being pulling him back towards the light side of the force.”

“That was your plan?” Poe exclaimed. “There’s no way Leia would have…”

“And that’s why Leia wasn’t involved. I knew you could never keep a secret that big from her. Your relationship with her was too important to you.” You told him.

“I would have for you.” He said.

“You would have tried.” You agreed. “But like I said it was safer for you not to know anyway. If anyone from the First Order got their hands on you…”

“I wouldn’t have been able to hide it from them.” He went on to tell you the story of how he’d come to meet Finn and how he’d been captured and tortured by Kylo Ren.

“I never knew that.” You felt like a heavy weight had been placed on your chest. More guilt added to the proverbial fire. “Poe I’d already scrapped my mission by then. I was stuck on Dagobah with a broken tie fighter. If I’d known you were there, I never would have let him…”

“I know.” He said getting up from his chair. Poe reached for your hands. You let him take each of them and hold them in his own. Poe gave your hands a gentle squeeze. “It’s okay. He asked me where you were, and I didn’t know. When he realized I was telling the truth he just started asking me more about the map.”

“I should have left him sooner. After a year I should have known I wasn’t making any progress with him. Four years was too long, I’ve done a lot of things I’m not proud of.” Poe let go of your hand to wipe a tear from your eye. You hadn’t even realized you were crying. “I have no idea how I’m going to face Mom. The things I’ve seen. The things I’ve done. I cut myself off from the force for a year to try and cope with the grief. All it did was make everything so much worse when I turned it all back on. I can’t be alone anymore Poe.”

“You’re not. I’m here. I’m right here.” He promised.

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Din with a daughter, Din with a daughter, Din with a daughter, Din with a daughter, Din with a daughter, Din with a daughter, Din with a daughter (Rey) any headcanons dear Owl? 👀👀

LOL yep. Din with a daughter, indeed.

So Din would try his best to not be "that dad" with his daughter. He'll be just as protective over her as he is with Grogu. Most Mandalorian women can kick his ass. Rey will be no different. She will be strong, capable, smart, both Jedi and Mandalorian like her big brother. He is not "that dad".

He's "that dad."

Rey cannot date until she is eighteen, she can't have a boyfriend ever (luckily, she probably is not interested in guys lol), cannot wear revealing outfits, needs to know how to break a person's jaw, throat and groin, should never trust anyone (especially boys), etc.

Luke is just giving him a deadpanned Luke and tells Rey she can date whoever she wants at fourteen, but she needs to introduce them to her fathers. She should feel no pressure to date or do anything or be romantic either. She can ignore her buir about romance for now, he's just being an overprotective idiot. He'll cool down once the twitch passes.

Din dislikes Poe. He's too old for Rey.

Luke has to pinch his ear and drags him away saying they're just friends and to leave their daughter alone.

Din held Rey the most. Luke would have to give his husband a look to say it was his turn to hold the daughter he gave birth to. It finally becomes to the point that Luke has to tell Din he has to let her use her feet so she can learn to walk.

Din counts her fingers and toes every day.

Rey loves her Buir's beard, especially when she is a toddler, so he'd rub it on her belly and she'd squeal and giggle and coo with happiness. Her chubby hands trying to grasp at it.

Her cheeks dimple like Luke's and when she first smiled, showing she inherited Luke's smile, Din probably cried...again.

Her first word was "Bur." Yes, Din was probably near inconsolable after that.

Much like his son, he probably tries to have her do electrical engineering bit too early. She probably tries to chew on wires. But she starts to pick it up really quick later.

Rey, much like her big brother, is an escape artist. The first time he found her out of her crib and hiding under Grogu's bed, playing with toys, he very nearly had a heart-attack.

Din does not sense Rey or Grogu like Luke can. So he is always terrified about where they are and what they're doing. Luke is just calmly drinking hot chocolate, mug floating, reading a Jedi text, knowing the siblings are actually on the ceiling giggling. He just has his own Force extended to catch them when they fall (cause he is almost all powerful and is so strong he is practically there with them as they float--he wants them to get stronger and more confident with the Force).

When Din walks into the room and sees them, he screams.

Neither Luke nor Din are much for fancy clothes (even Luke who wears very nice things but does not have a full closet of it; and its always simple). Rey...she is in the cutest outfits money can buy (Luke does get in on this too). She has an Ewok onesie, big poofy dresses she waddles in, gets her hair done like a princess probably how a crown (really Din? "SHE'S THE KING'S DAUGHTER! SHE NEEDS ONE!"), little Jedi garments, dress-up costumes, etc. She has a winter hat of an Ewok (so teddy bear ears) and her brother has a winter hat of a Loth cat (kitty ears--they fit his own big ears).

Luke and Din nearly keel over from how cute the siblings look when they match like that.

Her and Grogu's shared room is over-flowing with toys. Like, literally...overflowing. They bury themselves in the mountain of stuffed toys often and hide there as their own club houses (daddies aren't allowed unless they have the password...or it's snack time)

Rey starts her Mandalorian and Jedi training at the same time. She picks it up fast. She learns from her Buir on how to use a staff. She loves hitting things with it.

She hit uncle Han on the nose once. Din gave her a chocolate for that.

Rey is very wild. Luke encourages it. Din pleads with her to please stop jumping off buildings because it gives Buir heart-problems. She sometimes looks at him straight in the eyes, grins like the devil she is, and then does it.

Luke talks firmly to her to not scare her Buir. But then gives her a chocolate cause that was rad.

She knows she can ask anything of Din and she'll get it. Luke tries to get her to not abuse her power so much...she is still just far too invested in getting a space-pony and knows if she makes her eyes water her Buir will get it for her.

Luke tells Din to hold strong and learn to say no to his princess from time to time.

Din tries.

Din fails.

Rey curses like Luke. but she gets fluent in Mando'a and learns to say all the words to insult an opponent.

she will come at your face like a spider-monkey. It makes her dads very proud.

Din probably still glares at every boy that comes her way...girls are ok though.